It was the summer of 2013. I could see my mom and
dad talking about moving into a new house. I could also see my brothers
and sisters being noisy and looking under the door. I could hear my
brothers and sisters saying that we are going to move to a new house. I
could smell my mom making some breakfast for us. My brothers, sisters,
and I were so excited that we were moving to a new house.
My friend is a boy. He is thirteen years old; he is tall and he is kind
of chubby. He has black hair, his skin is kind of peach coloured, and
his eyes are brown. He had a black shirt and blue jeans when we were
moving to the new house. His eyes seemed to be saying that he would miss
us, and I told him to visit us and that we would come to visit them to
I could see my parents looking for the house and going around the block.
I could also see my brothers and sisters packing up their own clothes. I
could hear my brother talking to my mom about whether they found the
house, and my mom said, “Yeah, it was a big house.” It was so hot, as if
we were burning, so I decided to put on some shorts. I was happy because
now that we had a big yard I could play soccer and football.
My mom is thirty years old and she is kind of tall and kind of chubby.
She has black hair and peach skin and brown eyes. She was wearing a pink
shirt and white jeans. Her eyes seemed to be saying that her kids were
going to like this house because it had a big field to play soccer and
I could see my sister and brothers getting excited because they were
looking around the house. They first went to the rooms, then to the
living room, then to the yard. Another thing I could see was my parents
getting happy because we were excited about the house. I could hear my
baby sister and baby brother playing together with their toys in the
living room. I could taste the chicken that my mom was making for
dinner. We were all excited because we had a big house.
My dad is thirty-three years old; he is chubby. He has black hair, his
skin is white, and his eyes are brown. He was wearing a red shirt with
some gray shorts. His eyes seemed to be saying that my family was going
to be happy because we moved to a new house.
Whenever your parents buy you something, always thank them. If you don’t
thank them, then probably they are not going to buy you what you want.
If you ever get a chance to thank your parents, then do it, because you
don’t know if something might happen to them. So always thank them for
what they do for you.